"You look like da wizard from dat kids movie," twisting a face, "And choo mean if? Death ain't gonna take me any time soon."
His fingers closed around the box, pulling it close with a slight head tilt, lifting its hinges and being struck silent for the first time in a long while.
The gesture confused him, and he couldn't tell how he felt, or what Sinister had intended by presenting this to him.
"...You sayin' m'late too often?" he asked, trying to make a crack, though there was a slight hesitance to his voice.